I walk amidst the babble, here on lonely streets
Listening to something that’s whispering within
This mighty synaesthesia dogging my every step
With anger /love around me, I’m numb at times to that.
I left on many journeys, knowing none the way,
These routes seem yet familiar, these pathways lined like veins
kneeling beside this empty bed at night;
shame & horror plain to see
Tainted passions, full of grasping, addiction ashamed to live,
your beauty subtly masked now, your anger becomes my pain
I’v delighted in my passions, leaving you despair,
You claimed me first, the horror plain to see
I ran screaming then in fear, running from what is
roundabout toward some healing, and now i
Meet you here. Calm in this empty home
Your present with this pain,
My witched bones have become a strange attractor
Betwixt these two worlds weird
Running will cost my life: suicide id now my bane,
No addiction or alternative, I’m sundered to this fate.
Like a god you are demanding Yet humble in this place,
Twain to have a body, To hold you in my arms,
yet you animate my flesh In ways I adore & abhor
There is nothing for it, I must call you to the door.
Your body subtle air, has thawed trauma’s frozen child
Not separate any longer, I join you in this dance
your presence life itself All I know of love is here.
Tainted passions, full of grasping, addiction ashamed to live,
your beauty subtly masked now, your anger becomes my pain
I’v delighted in my passions, leaving you despair,
You claimed me first, the horror plain to see
I ran screaming then in fear, running from what is
roundabout toward some healing, and now i
Meet you here. Calm in this empty home
Your present with this pain,
My witched bones have become a strange attractor
Betwixt these two worlds weird
Running will cost my life: suicide id now my bane,
No addiction or alternative, I’m sundered to this fate.
Like a god you are demanding Yet humble in this place,
Twain to have a body, To hold you in my arms,
yet you animate my flesh In ways I adore & abhor
There is nothing for it, I must call you to the door.
Your body subtle air, has thawed trauma’s frozen child
Not separate any longer, I join you in this dance
your presence life itself All I know of love is here.
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